[Intro – Whispered] Mom: She’s asleep. Dad: For real? Mom: Yes. Dad: Can I move? Mom: No. Dad: My leg is numb. Mom: Your leg will recover. Dad: What if I need water? Mom: Dehydrate quietly. [Verse 1 – Whisper Sung] Don’t move your feet, Don’t clear your throat. Don’t touch the door, Don’t grab your coat. The floorboard creaks, The hallway speaks. We fought too hard For this kind of peace. Daddy, put your phone away, Mommy, don’t you cough today. One wrong sound and we both know… Her eyes… Will open. [Chorus – Whispered Singing] Don’t wake the baby, Don’t make a sound. Don’t drop your phone, Don’t walk around. We fought too hard, We came too deep, Nobody move… Nuh-VAY-uh’s asleep. [Dad – Whisper] I have to sneeze. Mom: Don’t. Dad: I can’t control— Mom: Control it. Dad: That’s not how sneezing works. Mom: Tonight it does. [Verse 2] TV on level number two, Closed captions doing all the work for you. Microwave stopped at one second left, No beeping allowed, protect the rest. Bathroom door closed gently now, Even the dog got taught somehow. Everybody walking like secret spies, Protecting the sleep behind those eyes. [Chorus] Don’t wake the baby, Don’t touch that chair. Don’t breathe too heavy, Don’t fix your hair. No loud laughing, No crunchy treats. Nobody move… Nuh-VAY-uh’s asleep. [Bridge – Mission Impossible Style Dialogue] Dad: I’m going to the kitchen. Mom: Negative. Dad: I’m hungry. Mom: Mission denied. Dad: I’ll be quiet. Mom: That’s what you said last time. Dad: I dropped one spoon. Mom: One spoon changed the entire night. [Bridge – Sung] We’ve reached the quiet hour, The sacred sleeping zone. No one dare disturb her, Just leave that girl alone. Mommy hold your laughter, Daddy hold your sneeze. We didn’t come this far tonight To lose this kind of peace. [Final Chorus] Don’t wake the baby, Whatever you do. No doors, no dishes, No squeaky shoes. We earned this silence, We earned this peace. Nobody move… Nuh-VAY-uh’s asleep. [Outro] Dad: We did it. Mom: Shh. Dad: Right. pause Mom: Did she move? Dad: No. Mom: I think she moved. Dad: Don’t look. Mom: Her eyes are open. Dad: Nooooo.
